Ninety-fifth bowl of soup (2)

next door.

"...Don't turn on the lights."

There was such an angry sentence in the darkness, which was still a mechanical electronic sound, and Qing Huan's hand that was originally pressing on the entrance switch stopped. She put the bag on the shoe cabinet casually, and even the curtains were pulled up in the dark interior, and she could barely see her fingers. Only a faint light came from the neon that did not fit tightly. If it is not for a person who stays in the dark for a long time, he can't see clearly.

It's a pity that Qinghuan has lived here for several days. Her brain has already remembered the furnishings in the room, but to her surprise, the person who originally thought it would be awkward for at least half a month has only passed two. The sky is here.

Isn't it the most annoying to change the familiar environment?

After putting down her bag, she threw off her high-heeled shoes. The slender heel slammed on the uncarpeted floor, making two muffled noises. The stockings were also removed, and the slender legs that had been wrapped for a day finally got a breath. Then she lifted off the long curly hair that was hanging down to the neck of the neck because she bent over and took off the stockings, walked to the sofa without error, sat on the man's lap with great boldness, hooked his neck with her hands, and said softly: "Want Me?"

She didn't get any response as expected, but the other hand held her waist tightly for a few minutes, and she had already told her the answer. Qinghuan smiled with satisfaction, and touched the man's chest with his hand, where a fiery heart was beating. "Hey, I'll be back after work, and I bought you flowers, are you happy?"

The man still did not speak, rubbing his fingers on the tender meat around her waist, and there was a hint of pleasure in it.

Counting the two days when he was angry, they hadn't done it for five days, so it's no wonder he couldn't stay in the villa. That villa was like his shell. She hadn't taken a step for more than ten years, and she thought he would last a few more days. However, Little Poor took the initiative to ask for peace. How could Qing Huan continue to leave him in the cold?

The lingering in the dark feels different than usual.

Only after an hour and a half passed, the man held her tightly and refused to let go, rubbing his head against her cheek and neck. The posture of sitting on him was a little uncomfortable for a long time, so she wanted to change it—they accidentally touched the tablet, and it immediately lit up. A lively and cute electronic dog suddenly barked and then used the mechanical tablet. The voice said: "I have carefully reflected on it. I shouldn't lose my temper at you. I was wrong."

"Can I move over to live with you? I won't annoy you anymore."

"It's me bad, I—"

The man had already taken the first step to turn off the electronic dog. Even if he couldn't see clearly in the dark, Qing Huan could still feel how hot this handsome face was under his palm. She smiled lowly: "So Aobao knew that it was wrong to lose his temper to me?"

Zhan Yuao didn't take her hand away, but rubbed her head and nodded. Qing Huan felt that he was too obedient, and was afraid that she was not scared by her before turning around and leaving. This man is like a child. When he is obedient, he is really obedient, and when he is stupid, he is also really stupid.

"Since I knew I was wrong, do I still commit it in the future?"

She sat on him, alive and fragrant, Zhan Yuao had nothing in his mind, only to shake his head. Qinghuan touched his soft hair, "You are here, does the butler know?"

Ok.

He nodded first, then picked up the tablet and typed a few words: He sent me here.

Qing Huan thought so too. To the housekeeper, Zhan Yuao’s child is basically a mentally handicapped child. He can’t take care of himself and doesn’t like others to be close. The old man can be assured that he can stay here alone. It can be said to be social. A small step, a big step for mankind.

She remembered to take a bath, but Zhan Yuao thought she was still angry, and immediately hugged her tightly, causing Qinghuan to snorted. The two had another mischief before Zhan Yuao took her away. Take a bath.

After he came out of the shower, he took the initiative to go to bed and sat down, half opened the quilt, and patted the bed to signal her to come. Qinghuan laughed, and looked at the air-conditioning temperature: 14 degrees.

Zhan Yuao’s brain is complicated and simple. He is a rare genius, but at the same time, his behavior stays in his childhood, saying that he knows nothing and knows nothing, but Qinghuan thinks that he My heart is clear, but I don't want to learn. Look at the type of apology just now. There is no problem with that tone and wording, including the purpose of lowering the air-conditioning temperature deliberately to force her to go into his arms and get rid of the little fox's work. But when she met her, those eyes were innocent and innocent, as if they had never grown up.

He is wary of anyone and refuses to be approached, even the housekeeper who brought him up, the closest thing to him is to stand at the door of his room. But after meeting Qinghuan, Zhan Yuao changed. With a strong sense of private domain, he was willing to invade Qinghuan and even trusted her wholeheartedly.

He didn't even hesitate a little bit, as if at the first sight of her, the soul had already been delivered to her.

Because of this, when Qinghuan said that she was moving out and going to work, Zhan Yuao bounced very loudly. It was useless for Qinghuan to coax her with a good voice for several days, so she simply left by herself, and it only took two days. People come to the door and know that they have admitted their mistakes.

It has been aired for several days, and it’s okay to coax at this moment. Zhan Yu’ao is different from ordinary people. The slower he is emotionally, the more sensitive. His way of thinking and behavior cannot be inferred from common sense. In short-he is a genius and a neurotic.

But if the old butler who cares for the **** knows, he must jump up and retort, the young master is not a neuropathy, can a neuropathy make money like this? Can the neurosis develop Quanxing Entertainment to the point where it is now almost the dominant one? Who is neurotic can have this kind of ability? Genius should be different from ordinary people!

I haven't been able to sleep for several days, and Zhan Yuao's eyes are dark. Now he finally found what he lost. After hugging her tightly, he fell asleep with peace of mind. However, because Qinghuan had not been around before, his inherently weak sense of security became weaker. Even when he was sleeping, he opened his eyelids and took a look, until he was sure she was in his arms before closing it again. It doesn't count as a good night's sleep like this, the next day there are still a pair of panda eyes.

Zhan Yuao woke up in the morning and didn't find Qinghuan, but found that he was in an unfamiliar environment, and his body was immediately stiff. He jumped out of bed in a thunderstorm, remembering to wear shoes anyway. The smell of the person he liked in the room gave him a little comfort, but... how about her?

There was no way to speak, he could only look for it, but there was no one anywhere. Just when he almost collapsed, he suddenly heard the door ringing. I flew over and saw that someone was pressing the electronic lock. He stood in the hallway and stared until he saw the person who couldn't live without.

Qing Huan, who was holding breakfast in her hand, was suddenly hugged to death and almost strangled to death. She patted the man on the back to relax her, smoothing him like a big dog, and didn't care if she was still standing at the door before she had time. Go in, the door is even more open.

So when the young couple who went out for a morning jog next door came back, they saw all this in their eyes.

Jiang Yu's heart is very complicated. Yesterday she was in front of her with a hot queen in a red dress, but now she is cuddling with a man with her face turned upside down... So she asked quietly, "...Company regulations, Didn't it mean that the newly hired agent can't fall in love for five years."

Qing Huan turned her head in the direction of Jiang Yu with difficulty, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Yes, but the rules are dead, people are alive, and your bosses haven't spoken, who dares to control me?"

I'm afraid it's not her going to leave, the boss is the first to get crazy.

Jiang Yu thought her words were weird. Her husband next to her, a man who was about 1.8 meters tall, knew that the man in front of him was his wife's agent, his eyes were really not friendly.

Qing Huan can be scared to cry even if she is a little brave. She chuckled, patted Zhan Yuao's back while coaxing him. The gentle voice made Jiang Yu feel more familiar, but this sense of familiarity was fleeting, because soon Qing Huan reached out and pushed the person back. Home, in order to keep him safe, although the person is outside the door, one hand reaches in for him to hold.

yield! he! grip! Now!

As a result, Zhan Yuao licked her fingers like a puppy, and his sharp teeth knocked gently, as if sucking milk.

Qinghuan didn’t change his face: “This gentleman looks at me like this because he feels that Jiang Yu has less work. I hope my agent will squeeze her more in the next year?” Wow, I dared to stare at her with cannibal eyes. Don't you know that his wife is still begging for life in her hands?

As soon as the man's violent temper came up, Jiang Yu hurriedly grabbed him, "Anyway, I haven't worked for the past three days, let's get in touch when there is a notice!" After that, he pushed hard!

Three seconds later, she looked guiltyly at her unsuspecting husband who was pushed into the house by her and fell to the ground, showing an awkward and polite smile.

Here Qing Huan's hands were licked with sticky saliva, she walked forward, and Zhan Yuao, who was holding her hand and licking, followed obediently. Put the purchased breakfast on the table with one hand, and then pull the person to the chair to sit down, first draw a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, and then prepare to wash his hands, Zhan Yuao got down from the chair and followed behind her , Refused to leave even one step.

After she washed her hands, she brought him back, took out the breakfast and put it away, and poked his forehead: "Can't you see that I am afraid?"

Zhan Yuao grabbed her finger and put it in his mouth. Qing Huan was so tempered by him, he leaned over and hugged him: "Hey, eat breakfast first."

Fortunately, although this guy is difficult to deal with, it is not difficult to raise, and what to eat.